<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2405693429940653462</id><updated>2011-07-28T14:00:46.857-07:00</updated><category term='Rats.'/><category term='Happy Birthday'/><title type='text'>&amp;You Don't Know How Lovely You Are.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anotherlostmemory.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2405693429940653462/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anotherlostmemory.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Leroy Ong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09319080956294905485</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>54</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2405693429940653462.post-7620607620781994931</id><published>2010-08-16T04:17:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-16T04:18:24.166-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>www.withinaheartbeat.tumblr.com&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2405693429940653462-7620607620781994931?l=anotherlostmemory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anotherlostmemory.blogspot.com/feeds/7620607620781994931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2405693429940653462&amp;postID=7620607620781994931' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2405693429940653462/posts/default/7620607620781994931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2405693429940653462/posts/default/7620607620781994931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anotherlostmemory.blogspot.com/2010/08/www.html' title=''/><author><name>Leroy Ong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09319080956294905485</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2405693429940653462.post-7573558251602936591</id><published>2010-07-29T06:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-29T06:55:42.334-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Promises are promises.</title><content type='html'>For all those things I wish that I could say. This will have to do. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2405693429940653462-7573558251602936591?l=anotherlostmemory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anotherlostmemory.blogspot.com/feeds/7573558251602936591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2405693429940653462&amp;postID=7573558251602936591' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2405693429940653462/posts/default/7573558251602936591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2405693429940653462/posts/default/7573558251602936591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anotherlostmemory.blogspot.com/2010/07/promises-are-promises.html' title='Promises are promises.'/><author><name>Leroy Ong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09319080956294905485</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2405693429940653462.post-3824087137750421167</id><published>2010-07-20T05:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-20T06:02:12.742-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Good news for people who love bad news</title><content type='html'>I'm kinda really blogging for the sake of blogging cause I don't really have anything better to do! Teehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, life has been pretty much normal, with it's usual ups and downs. I don't know if it's a good or bad thing, but I'm pretty numb to a lot of things right now. Okay I take that back, it's actually a good thing! I guess it's because it sucks to be so emotional all the time, even over the slightest thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yep! I'm in that carefree mood today where nothing pretty much matters! The biggest concern on my mind right now is taking the drinks out of the freezer in case I forget and it freezes up. (Which I hate) Actually its kinda my fault as I can never have the patience to leave it in the normal fridge compartment. I don't know, it seems to take FOREVER to chill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Probably the only other thing on my mind right now is me wanting to remember to send an SMS at 01:15, quarter AFTER one, not BEFORE, so if I forget, I'm terribly sorry. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay! I can actually start to feel the emotional-ness coming back to me haha, so I'll end this blog post fast! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like right here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;If we cry because the sun has gone out in our lives, our tears prevent us from seeing the stars&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2405693429940653462-3824087137750421167?l=anotherlostmemory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anotherlostmemory.blogspot.com/feeds/3824087137750421167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2405693429940653462&amp;postID=3824087137750421167' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2405693429940653462/posts/default/3824087137750421167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2405693429940653462/posts/default/3824087137750421167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anotherlostmemory.blogspot.com/2010/07/good-news-for-people-who-love-bad-news.html' title='Good news for people who love bad news'/><author><name>Leroy Ong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09319080956294905485</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2405693429940653462.post-8414649498543351096</id><published>2010-07-15T09:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-15T09:03:19.562-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Broken</title><content type='html'>This is goodbye, this is the end.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2405693429940653462-8414649498543351096?l=anotherlostmemory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anotherlostmemory.blogspot.com/feeds/8414649498543351096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2405693429940653462&amp;postID=8414649498543351096' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2405693429940653462/posts/default/8414649498543351096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2405693429940653462/posts/default/8414649498543351096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anotherlostmemory.blogspot.com/2010/07/this-is-goodbye-this-is-end.html' title='Broken'/><author><name>Leroy Ong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09319080956294905485</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2405693429940653462.post-2793448291038954426</id><published>2010-07-14T11:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-14T11:49:57.404-07:00</updated><title type='text'>To me, you're Perfect.</title><content type='html'>Okay, projects are finally starting to pile up. Especially my integrated project which is basically one long ass presentation upon 400 marks, consisting of 4 module presentations presented as one huge-mutated-butt-ugly-rabbit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I chuckle slightly at my wit for making that word up above, I suddenly realize again why I'm blogging, and return to my kinda sorta moapy 3am state. What kind of loser takes a nap at 8 sets an alarm at 10, and wakes up at 3. It happens, you may think. But not like this, where you have the wrong intentions or expectations for it to follow. I feel really stupid right about now. But I really only have myself to blame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay assumptions are bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a basic theory test later (wanted to type tomorrow and I looked at the time again, ugh), I feel rather confident as the questions seem rather self explanatory so far.. and well girls have passed it. O-kay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The past few days have shown and kinda reinforced whatever I've been feeling. Although not too cheery-ish. I don't know what sucks more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know what I have to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes, people I realized my blog does look very emo with my posts, but that's because I only blog when I feel that way, and when I want to express whatever shit's on my mind. Which is actually a good thing in a sense, since I blog so little, doesn't that mean I'm only upset for like once or twice in a month?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aiya whatever, this post is stupid.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2405693429940653462-2793448291038954426?l=anotherlostmemory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anotherlostmemory.blogspot.com/feeds/2793448291038954426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2405693429940653462&amp;postID=2793448291038954426' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2405693429940653462/posts/default/2793448291038954426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2405693429940653462/posts/default/2793448291038954426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anotherlostmemory.blogspot.com/2010/07/to-me-youre-perfect.html' title='To me, you&apos;re Perfect.'/><author><name>Leroy Ong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09319080956294905485</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2405693429940653462.post-4878457154764899718</id><published>2010-07-05T09:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-05T09:16:00.417-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm a hypocrite.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Whatever la, i give up.&lt;br /&gt;Reality is a bitch.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YK8EDB1Ip9U/TDIFKwXu8gI/AAAAAAAAAGM/O1f3M76voxU/s1600/tumblr_l2jmm3apxc1qzog77o1_400.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 277px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YK8EDB1Ip9U/TDIFKwXu8gI/AAAAAAAAAGM/O1f3M76voxU/s320/tumblr_l2jmm3apxc1qzog77o1_400.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490456578059334146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2405693429940653462-4878457154764899718?l=anotherlostmemory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anotherlostmemory.blogspot.com/feeds/4878457154764899718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2405693429940653462&amp;postID=4878457154764899718' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2405693429940653462/posts/default/4878457154764899718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2405693429940653462/posts/default/4878457154764899718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anotherlostmemory.blogspot.com/2010/07/im-hypocrite.html' title='I&apos;m a hypocrite.'/><author><name>Leroy Ong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09319080956294905485</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YK8EDB1Ip9U/TDIFKwXu8gI/AAAAAAAAAGM/O1f3M76voxU/s72-c/tumblr_l2jmm3apxc1qzog77o1_400.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2405693429940653462.post-4713328267630670885</id><published>2010-07-02T08:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-02T08:55:58.954-07:00</updated><title type='text'>They don't speak as loud as my heart</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I walked a mile with Pleasure;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;She chatted all the way;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But left me none the wiser&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;For all she had to say. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I walked a mile with Sorrow,&lt;br /&gt;And ne’er a word said she;&lt;br /&gt;But, oh! The things I learned from her,&lt;br /&gt;When sorrow walked with me.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This has been a rather busy week for me, reports sales interviews, data gathering, surveys, and the likes. I got a couple of tests next week which is kinda annoying I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm in that mood right now again because I'm listening to The Scientist, not by Coldplay, but by All Angels, I'm usually not a great big fan of anyone else playing covering Coldplay songs, besides me of course :p But still, this is really good stuff, I've never heard harmonization like that, damn near perfection I'd say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I finally went with Keren to The Little Drom Shop that she wanted to visit so much, it's dream in Swedish if I'm not wrong. It's really vintage, and yet really cozy! I really want my home to be something like that next time. :)  I managed to find really awesome postcards there! And I picked out one. I think it looks really awesome, but then again I'm too bias. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I also finally ate Wendy's with Pervie the other day, we're like burger hunters or something. Going around Singapore to find the best burgers! Yum. It's been like what, Everything With Fries, Hand Burger, Wendy's, next up is Burger Bench/Shack. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;CHOP today was interesting, it was my first time attending it. I found out it was Alicia's first time too! Was kinda fun I guess, us praying for all those stuff on the list. I think that 30 minutes was probably more time I've spent praying than the entire week, which isn't all that great I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Off to do lesson plan! or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And I realized I've been going out a lot recently, but the rain kinda kills it.  Ruins my chance to wear my new Aviators. 8-D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YK8EDB1Ip9U/TC4LGSjkNpI/AAAAAAAAAF8/iSNCmQcdC5M/s1600/002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YK8EDB1Ip9U/TC4LGSjkNpI/AAAAAAAAAF8/iSNCmQcdC5M/s320/002.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489337198499346066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2405693429940653462-4713328267630670885?l=anotherlostmemory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anotherlostmemory.blogspot.com/feeds/4713328267630670885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2405693429940653462&amp;postID=4713328267630670885' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2405693429940653462/posts/default/4713328267630670885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2405693429940653462/posts/default/4713328267630670885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anotherlostmemory.blogspot.com/2010/07/they-dont-speak-as-loud-as-my-heart.html' title='They don&apos;t speak as loud as my heart'/><author><name>Leroy Ong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09319080956294905485</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YK8EDB1Ip9U/TC4LGSjkNpI/AAAAAAAAAF8/iSNCmQcdC5M/s72-c/002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2405693429940653462.post-559750533792774699</id><published>2010-06-28T08:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-28T09:14:44.971-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Paint my Love</title><content type='html'>Wah wah wee wah. This is my 50th post, I guess that's an achievement in itself for me. Looking at all those old posts reminds me of everything I've gained and lost I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last couple of years have been an emotional roller coaster. The irony of it all, is that some days I wake up and feel like nothing's changed at all these years and I'm right back at Square One.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then reality starts to set in as the day goes by. Kinda like Capello's :D :) :| :( Facial expressions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School's starting tomorrow, and I guess I can't really slack anymore. Thing's are gonna get busy. It's kinda timely I too I guess because being preoccupied really beats having nothing to do at times, that's when I really start thinking too much and shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the topic of school, I guess I don't know much about my future studies too. My parents are pretty on about sending me abroad to Hawaii to study god knows what over there. Mostly because of relatives living there that can probably keep an eye out for me, and not to mention lodging la, but oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should have a say shouldn't I? The messed up thing is that I probably do have a say, but I don't have much of a reason to stay. Someone give me a reason to stay? Please?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand, being overseas for 3+ years, may be a good thing as well eh? How timely. Hah. I guess it was kinda intimidating for awhile when my family was talking about it, I got the vibe that they do want me away too. Plus my mum added in the, "then you should probably work overseas for a few years before coming back"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I don't really have anyone but myself to blame. I mean, I could totally play the should have, would have, could have card again, but this time, ugh. Perhaps if I stuck to the plan and went ahead with AC, and worked hard, I guess I wouldn't need to go through this right now? Maybe 3 times a week of awkwardness would have been a fair price to pay. I would have also definitely met you a lot earlier too, and who knows how that might have worked out. Ugh, too much variables, too little sleep. Sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep, right back at square one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;Paint my love&lt;br /&gt;You should paint my love&lt;br /&gt;It’s the picture of a thousand sunsets&lt;br /&gt;It’s the freedom of a thousand doves&lt;br /&gt;Baby you should paint my love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doesn't even begin to describe that picture I tried explaining.&lt;br /&gt;Here's to another 50 posts.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2405693429940653462-559750533792774699?l=anotherlostmemory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anotherlostmemory.blogspot.com/feeds/559750533792774699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2405693429940653462&amp;postID=559750533792774699' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2405693429940653462/posts/default/559750533792774699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2405693429940653462/posts/default/559750533792774699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anotherlostmemory.blogspot.com/2010/06/paint-my-love.html' title='Paint my Love'/><author><name>Leroy Ong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09319080956294905485</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2405693429940653462.post-2191741399239045756</id><published>2010-06-20T06:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-20T08:45:40.755-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What can't but should be</title><content type='html'>Making the right decision isn't always that clear-cut and straight forward you'd thought it'll be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But that's the beauty of it isn't it, you'll never know my true feelings right there and then, you'll never know my true intentions and whatever I say or do will be my little masquerade, my little silent victory, my little sacrifice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was it worth it? You bet it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure it isn't easy dealing with people like me. Especially when you're not really obliged to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if it ever gets too much one day like the way you described it, just say those words and I'll fade away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Maybe I love you&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I just like the sound&lt;br /&gt;If you disappear&lt;br /&gt;You’ll still hear when my heart hits the ground&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We’ll never know what it’s like to be free&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;How do you sow what can’t but should be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There’s no explanation there’s only what we cannot change&lt;br /&gt;So we’ll leave how we met, with nothing the same"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;On a side note, Slap Bets are up.  20th December 2010, here I come.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2405693429940653462-2191741399239045756?l=anotherlostmemory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anotherlostmemory.blogspot.com/feeds/2191741399239045756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2405693429940653462&amp;postID=2191741399239045756' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2405693429940653462/posts/default/2191741399239045756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2405693429940653462/posts/default/2191741399239045756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anotherlostmemory.blogspot.com/2010/06/what-cant-but-should-be.html' title='What can&apos;t but should be'/><author><name>Leroy Ong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09319080956294905485</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2405693429940653462.post-4720552295743502708</id><published>2010-05-30T03:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-30T12:02:12.043-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Now life has killed the dream I dream."</title><content type='html'>So it's been around 48 hours without sleep now. Today's really the first time I fell asleep standing up during worship, i literally toppled for awhile before waking up. I think I must have looked really retarded. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night was really fun actually to my surprise. Had an agreement with Elvie not to sleep that night and to meet up for breakfast at 5am. So we talked till about 4, and I picked her up and went to some weird McDonald's. Had a nice long interesting chat. Another surprise was being asked to sing for Children's Chapel. Foreign dude said I could sing, I think he must be tone deaf. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well Dear Blog, I finally said what I wanted to say today. I kinda expected this result. To be honest, I always expect this ending to most of my relationships / friendships so it may or may not be why I'd rather keep a distance. I should feel better right, after saying stuff bottled down for a couple of weeks. But I don't, I feel like crap. I feel like I'm letting everyone down by running away from my problem and starting afresh. I'm still determined and set to see this through though. It all depends on Thursday I guess. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just wish you could see things through my perspective. Only then will you understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Nothing&lt;/span&gt; goes as planned,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Everything&lt;/span&gt; will break.&lt;br /&gt;People say &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;goodbye&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;In their own &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;special&lt;/span&gt; way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All that you &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;rely &lt;/span&gt;on,&lt;br /&gt;And all that you can &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;fake&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;leave&lt;/span&gt; you in the morning,&lt;br /&gt;Will &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;find&lt;/span&gt; you in the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;you're &lt;/span&gt;in my veins,&lt;br /&gt;And I cannot get you out.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, you're &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;all&lt;/span&gt; I taste&lt;br /&gt;At night inside of my mouth.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, you &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;run away&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;Cause &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;I am not&lt;/span&gt; what you found.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;you're in my veins,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;I cannot get you out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2405693429940653462-4720552295743502708?l=anotherlostmemory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anotherlostmemory.blogspot.com/feeds/4720552295743502708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2405693429940653462&amp;postID=4720552295743502708' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2405693429940653462/posts/default/4720552295743502708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2405693429940653462/posts/default/4720552295743502708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anotherlostmemory.blogspot.com/2010/05/now-life-has-killed-dream-i-dream.html' title='&quot;Now life has killed the dream I dream.&quot;'/><author><name>Leroy Ong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09319080956294905485</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2405693429940653462.post-6374284778481719003</id><published>2010-05-24T07:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-28T21:24:52.490-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Let's go back to the start..</title><content type='html'>This is probably me just thinking too much again. I slept a good part of the afternoon so now I can't really sleep. Ugh. This sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want a frigging time machine so I could get rid of all the should haves , would haves and could haves there are in my life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2405693429940653462-6374284778481719003?l=anotherlostmemory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anotherlostmemory.blogspot.com/feeds/6374284778481719003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2405693429940653462&amp;postID=6374284778481719003' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2405693429940653462/posts/default/6374284778481719003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2405693429940653462/posts/default/6374284778481719003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anotherlostmemory.blogspot.com/2010/05/lets-go-back-to-start.html' title='Let&apos;s go back to the start..'/><author><name>Leroy Ong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09319080956294905485</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2405693429940653462.post-3242436554151636389</id><published>2010-05-19T05:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-19T06:03:11.468-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dream a little dream of me.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;"A dream is something that fills up the emptiness inside, the one thing that you know if came true would make all the hurt would go away."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2405693429940653462-3242436554151636389?l=anotherlostmemory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anotherlostmemory.blogspot.com/feeds/3242436554151636389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2405693429940653462&amp;postID=3242436554151636389' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2405693429940653462/posts/default/3242436554151636389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2405693429940653462/posts/default/3242436554151636389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anotherlostmemory.blogspot.com/2010/05/dreams.html' title='Dream a little dream of me.'/><author><name>Leroy Ong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09319080956294905485</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2405693429940653462.post-4437188530379550143</id><published>2010-05-16T05:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-16T05:43:55.934-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rats.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happy Birthday'/><title type='text'>Maybe this time.</title><content type='html'>I just wanna &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;scream&lt;/span&gt; out everything that I'm feeling. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Empty.&lt;br /&gt;Frustrated.&lt;br /&gt;Anxious.&lt;br /&gt;Worried.&lt;br /&gt;Scared.&lt;br /&gt;Tired.&lt;br /&gt;Longing.&lt;br /&gt;Insecure.&lt;br /&gt;Emotional.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Yet at the same time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thankful.&lt;br /&gt;Grateful.&lt;br /&gt;Indebted.&lt;br /&gt;Relieved.&lt;br /&gt;Hopeful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess missing someone could turn from pain into pleasure if you knew the person was missing you too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2405693429940653462-4437188530379550143?l=anotherlostmemory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anotherlostmemory.blogspot.com/feeds/4437188530379550143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2405693429940653462&amp;postID=4437188530379550143' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2405693429940653462/posts/default/4437188530379550143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2405693429940653462/posts/default/4437188530379550143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anotherlostmemory.blogspot.com/2010/05/maybe-this-time.html' title='Maybe this time.'/><author><name>Leroy Ong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09319080956294905485</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2405693429940653462.post-6633085681187140879</id><published>2010-05-07T05:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-07T06:00:52.922-07:00</updated><title type='text'>You're my unintended,</title><content type='html'>One of the worst feelings I think someone can ever experience is finding out that everything that they stood for and believed in, is utter bullshit. I'm worried that I'll experience that day soon. But not yet. I knew what I signed up for. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;You could be my unintended&lt;br /&gt;Choice to live my life extended&lt;br /&gt;You could be the one I'll always love&lt;br /&gt;You could be the one who listens to my deepest inquisitions&lt;br /&gt;You should be the one I'll always love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be there as soon as I can&lt;br /&gt;But I'm busy mending broken pieces of the life I had before.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2405693429940653462-6633085681187140879?l=anotherlostmemory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anotherlostmemory.blogspot.com/feeds/6633085681187140879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2405693429940653462&amp;postID=6633085681187140879' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2405693429940653462/posts/default/6633085681187140879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2405693429940653462/posts/default/6633085681187140879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anotherlostmemory.blogspot.com/2010/05/youre-my-unintended.html' title='You&apos;re my unintended,'/><author><name>Leroy Ong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09319080956294905485</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2405693429940653462.post-7886683496543397499</id><published>2010-04-28T08:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-28T08:28:59.550-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Relapse.</title><content type='html'>Life lives, life dies. Life laughs, life cries. Life gives up and life tries. But life looks different through everyone's eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt; could see it through mine. It hurts when people don't believe you. It really does.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2405693429940653462-7886683496543397499?l=anotherlostmemory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anotherlostmemory.blogspot.com/feeds/7886683496543397499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2405693429940653462&amp;postID=7886683496543397499' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2405693429940653462/posts/default/7886683496543397499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2405693429940653462/posts/default/7886683496543397499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anotherlostmemory.blogspot.com/2010/04/relapse.html' title='Relapse.'/><author><name>Leroy Ong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09319080956294905485</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2405693429940653462.post-7511990403869421713</id><published>2010-03-30T09:26:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-30T09:30:43.226-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just the way you are.</title><content type='html'>Ah well. I'm posted to jurong point now. Sure it's nearer to my house, but it's alot more cramped, and i'm reduced to using Wireless@SG with a one bar connection, which really really sucks. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess you don't appreciate what you have till It's gone. It's always always the case.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So quite alot has happened since my last post, but I shalnt really list it. It's becoming quieter and quieter now adays with alot of early nights. Hah. Reminds me of a couple years back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well. So whatever it is, waiting hours on end, the way you express yourself, whatever really. I'll take you just the way you are.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2405693429940653462-7511990403869421713?l=anotherlostmemory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anotherlostmemory.blogspot.com/feeds/7511990403869421713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2405693429940653462&amp;postID=7511990403869421713' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2405693429940653462/posts/default/7511990403869421713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2405693429940653462/posts/default/7511990403869421713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anotherlostmemory.blogspot.com/2010/03/just-way-you-are.html' title='Just the way you are.'/><author><name>Leroy Ong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09319080956294905485</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2405693429940653462.post-8265571188989850277</id><published>2010-03-08T21:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-08T21:30:45.621-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Head vs Heart</title><content type='html'>Can this be? Two blog posts in the very same month? Can hamsters one day rise up against humanity and enslave us all? Is there hope for mankind?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well,the answer is yes. (To blogging) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I realised my last post was kinda bleh,and I did write it in a bleh state. Things have kinda picked up I guess,sorta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I was supposed to go back to doing Data Entry for my job,however as I arrived at the nail outlet in a late timely fashion I realised that the new staff that was supposed to be there as my boss had said wasn't there at all. So i had the oh shit feeling already, but as I placed my bag down and stoned at the bar counter for awhile eating the Rock Candy I bought yesterday (omg i love rock candy), I realised something was amiss. I didn't get nagged at for being late. My branch manager isnt in! And I guess another good aspect of my job is that I don't have a time card to clock in or out so technically on paper, i'm invisible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, this post shows how productive/demanding my job actually is. I've barely been in for an hour and I already started blogging. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's been alot of stuff going on within cell lately,and everyone has their fair share of problems. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I guess the main point about this post is mainly Head vs Heart. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure most people have experienced this dillema or situation they're in when they have to choose either following their head, or heart. You feel so attracted to that person that you're willing to look past all their little flaws. But ironically as time goes by you realise that it's all the little flaws that actually makes you attracted to them for who they really are. If you can't accept them at their worst, why should you even expect them at their best? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's where head comes in, albeit a little too late. You start reasoning and rationalizing with yourself how you're not compatible with that individual, how you're worlds apart and how different you guys actually are. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most people say forget what the head says and just follow your heart. I would say I used to be a stern believer in this and kinda like a hopeless romantic in a sad sort of way. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well,obviously it hasnt really been working out for me. So maybe it's time I give my head a chance. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think my thoughts are properly constructed today. I'm abit tired and distracted by a super loud speak next to me blasting channel news asia.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2405693429940653462-8265571188989850277?l=anotherlostmemory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anotherlostmemory.blogspot.com/feeds/8265571188989850277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2405693429940653462&amp;postID=8265571188989850277' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2405693429940653462/posts/default/8265571188989850277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2405693429940653462/posts/default/8265571188989850277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anotherlostmemory.blogspot.com/2010/03/head-vs-heart.html' title='Head vs Heart'/><author><name>Leroy Ong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09319080956294905485</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2405693429940653462.post-7142427896339514331</id><published>2010-03-07T03:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-07T04:15:55.963-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tales of a self proclaimed Bartender.</title><content type='html'>So as many of you may or may not know, I'm working at a nail spa/bar for my internship. It's a pretty foreign field for me and I would say for most guys due to the nature of work. I was really pretty upset with the long working hours and pay that they offered (Mon to sat, 11-9, or even mon to sun for first two weeks) But i've really learnt to take things in my stride. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually it wasn't that easy, i'm not the type of person that likes to just accept whatever happens to me, I'll normally break everything down to the slightest details and find out what went wrong or how I ended up in such a situation. It has it's good and bad sides to it I guess, on a plus side, I get to really understand what's going on and what I'm doing wrong and perhaps what I can do to get a different outcome, and I dont know why but that really gives me a sense of peace and closure i guess? But on a negative side, when I can't figure ot the problem or there's too many variables or no clear answer, i'll be pretty much stuck on that problem and harp on it for the longest time you can possible imagine. (Think Sheldon when presented with a question he can't answer)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep, so as you may have guessed I did try analyzing everything why I got posted to such an internship. Stuff like grades, year 3 course choices, backgrounds, skillsets and whatever nonsense. I know it sounds pretty lame, but yeah that's what i think about and do in my free time, sue me. So yeah, i guess i just blamed it on my luck for 3 guys out of i dont know how many students to get possibly the worse internship ever. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, my month was pretty crappy with everything going on, plus idk some stuff with my personal life as usual. So with this = gg. So much free time to think about stuff at work. I swear msn and sms-es from you guys are really what gets me through the day. Hah. Anyway, I was really emotional during church today. I have no idea why, I guess was because my walk is really bad these few months, with me even idk doubting my faith at times? Which I guess really makes me a horrible teacher for the sec ones sigh. But yeah, i cried today during worship and just did alot of self reflection. I really gotta thank Zhan Feng for noticing and praying for me after service, it really meant alot to me. But not just zf, everyone for helping me out, edmund, hg, hk(kinda LOL),alden,jerome for your sms and prayers, petrina for all your constant encouragement,alicia, amanda,eunic,annette,sarah though you're not in singapore. oh man,basically everyone hah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, during work today i was kinda late for work by 15 mins and my boss gave me the -.- look and said "ni chi dao le" and i was like oh shit. She may be from China, but she can tell i'm facebooking and msn-ing every day and wants to complain to my manager LOL. She's actually a really nice person, i learnt alot about her, about coming to singapore for a better life, struggling with english for a year, how she has to pay her agent 10k for coming here, and how she misses home. It's kinda sad and I'm really grateful that I don't have to endure such things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, anyway (omg i side track super easily) so i was kinda sian today cause it kinda started with a bad note, but halfway I got a call from my boss, asking how was I, and that i could take Monday and wednesday off. I was like huh, why? LOL. he says i need the rest for thursday due to giving out flyers in the IT fair. Which sounds pretty shady to me. I have a feeling someone complained to the Ministry of Manpower or something citing the labour law LOL. Im not complaining or anything but yeah, i was really shocked when he told me I could take two days off. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yep, even though I may not still be entirely happy with my job and where I am right now, as Amanda says, everything always happens for a reason. So yeah, here's a post dedicated towards hope for a better tomorrow that serves as motivation for today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think this has been my longest blog post in some time and I thank you for your time for reading it if you have. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really hope my next post will be a even better one. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S for those that keep asking, yes i made drinks as a bartender, Cosmopolitan (Y)lol. No i will not give you free drinks if you come down.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2405693429940653462-7142427896339514331?l=anotherlostmemory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anotherlostmemory.blogspot.com/feeds/7142427896339514331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2405693429940653462&amp;postID=7142427896339514331' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2405693429940653462/posts/default/7142427896339514331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2405693429940653462/posts/default/7142427896339514331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anotherlostmemory.blogspot.com/2010/03/tales-of-self-proclaimsed-bartender.html' title='Tales of a self proclaimed Bartender.'/><author><name>Leroy Ong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09319080956294905485</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2405693429940653462.post-5417316081506929496</id><published>2010-02-23T03:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T03:29:59.608-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rats.'/><title type='text'>It gets harder and harder each day.</title><content type='html'>Thank you for always being there for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for your patience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for your encouragement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for being you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2405693429940653462-5417316081506929496?l=anotherlostmemory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anotherlostmemory.blogspot.com/feeds/5417316081506929496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2405693429940653462&amp;postID=5417316081506929496' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2405693429940653462/posts/default/5417316081506929496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2405693429940653462/posts/default/5417316081506929496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anotherlostmemory.blogspot.com/2010/02/it-gets-harder-and-harder-each-day.html' title='It gets harder and harder each day.'/><author><name>Leroy Ong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09319080956294905485</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2405693429940653462.post-3288584040147579899</id><published>2010-01-26T07:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-26T07:37:48.769-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Scientist</title><content type='html'>&lt;pre  style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I don't think i'll ever find another song that I can relate to as much as this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come up to meet you, tell you &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;I'm sorry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;You don't know how lovely you are.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;find you&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/span&gt; tell you &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;I need you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tell you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I set you apart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Tell me your secrets&lt;/span&gt; and ask me your questions,&lt;br /&gt;Oh &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;lets go back to the start.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Running in circles, Comin' in tails&lt;br /&gt;Heads on a science apart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nobody said it was easy,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;It's such a shame for us to part&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nobody said it was easy,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;No one ever said it would be this hard.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;take me back to the start.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was just guessin' at numbers and figures,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Pulling your puzzles apart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Questions of science, science and progress&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Do not speak as loud as my heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;tell me you love me, come back and haunt me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and I rush to the start.&lt;br /&gt;Runnin' in circles, Chasin' tails&lt;br /&gt;Comin' back as we are&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2405693429940653462-3288584040147579899?l=anotherlostmemory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anotherlostmemory.blogspot.com/feeds/3288584040147579899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2405693429940653462&amp;postID=3288584040147579899' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2405693429940653462/posts/default/3288584040147579899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2405693429940653462/posts/default/3288584040147579899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anotherlostmemory.blogspot.com/2010/01/scientist.html' title='The Scientist'/><author><name>Leroy Ong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09319080956294905485</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2405693429940653462.post-273532304503292154</id><published>2009-12-26T04:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-26T04:30:47.045-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas isn't Christmas till it happens in your Heart.</title><content type='html'>I had a awesome day today. I'm happy. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Body Worlds was definitely an eye opener, really makes one ponder about their own mortality. The really disturbing parts I guess were the developing fetuses. The Cycle of Life indeed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just downloaded the entire Taylor Swift discography as per someone's suggestions. I guess it isn't that bad apart from the fact that all the songs are from a girl's perspective which is just kinda weird. Hah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And apparently, I'm a good tour guide!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Merry Christmas. Till the next update ~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2405693429940653462-273532304503292154?l=anotherlostmemory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anotherlostmemory.blogspot.com/feeds/273532304503292154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2405693429940653462&amp;postID=273532304503292154' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2405693429940653462/posts/default/273532304503292154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2405693429940653462/posts/default/273532304503292154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anotherlostmemory.blogspot.com/2009/12/christmas-isnt-christmas-till-it.html' title='Christmas isn&apos;t Christmas till it happens in your Heart.'/><author><name>Leroy Ong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09319080956294905485</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2405693429940653462.post-86597079867543540</id><published>2009-11-08T05:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T05:23:45.369-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't they know it's the end of the world?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the topic of what is Love came up today, I couldn't really think of any good answers, except walking home in the rain, saving up for a year to buy a clarinet, and maybe even spending 2 hours on buses alone to get movie tickets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm pretty sure love isn't breaking promises, drinking, cheating, and lying. I don't think agape love is impossible among people, I just think it's just silly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A levels are here, that was quick. Here's my best wishes to anyone who's reading this and takes A Levels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate Novembers, for various reasons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, on a lighter note, I shaked a hand today that shook the hands of probably Alex Ferguson, Wayne Rooney, Cristiano Ronaldo, Paul Scholes, David Beckham, Ryan Giggs. Never ever washing my right hand again. Though it may be a bad idea since it may turn gangrenous and fall off.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2405693429940653462-86597079867543540?l=anotherlostmemory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anotherlostmemory.blogspot.com/feeds/86597079867543540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2405693429940653462&amp;postID=86597079867543540' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2405693429940653462/posts/default/86597079867543540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2405693429940653462/posts/default/86597079867543540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anotherlostmemory.blogspot.com/2009/11/dont-they-know-its-end-of-world.html' title='Don&apos;t they know it&apos;s the end of the world?'/><author><name>Leroy Ong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09319080956294905485</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2405693429940653462.post-1611691346120426774</id><published>2009-10-05T07:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-05T07:26:22.975-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dear Leroy,</title><content type='html'>It's been some time since I've blogged, again. Yet another one of my little ritualistic cycles. I dare say it's been a rather unproductive holiday, again. What oh what am I doing with my life, the million dollar question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't even really kinda know where I wanna be in the future, it's scary sometimes to look back and think, wow, did it all really pass by that quickly? Primary School, Secondary School, and now I'm about to start my second semester in my second year of Poly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want my first recent post to be another one of those pathetic self pity posts about what I woulda coulda shoulda have done in my life, and for Constance. It's been what, 2 years? 3 years? I can't even remember anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really sometimes just wish relationships let alone friendships were that easy to maintain. It's just that sometimes I do find it really hard to trust people, or even want to interact with them, quite frankly I prefer being alone, and to myself. Don't get me wrong, I thank God for each and everyone of my friends that I have, and it's probably true that I am a sum of everything that has happened to me, and large chunk of that comes from the friends and people that I know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I just remembered why I stopped blogging.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2405693429940653462-1611691346120426774?l=anotherlostmemory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anotherlostmemory.blogspot.com/feeds/1611691346120426774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2405693429940653462&amp;postID=1611691346120426774' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2405693429940653462/posts/default/1611691346120426774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2405693429940653462/posts/default/1611691346120426774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anotherlostmemory.blogspot.com/2009/10/dear-leroy.html' title='Dear Leroy,'/><author><name>Leroy Ong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09319080956294905485</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2405693429940653462.post-744826139217363039</id><published>2009-04-12T08:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-12T08:04:36.121-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mixed Signals</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;This is good night, this is the end.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2405693429940653462-744826139217363039?l=anotherlostmemory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anotherlostmemory.blogspot.com/feeds/744826139217363039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2405693429940653462&amp;postID=744826139217363039' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2405693429940653462/posts/default/744826139217363039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2405693429940653462/posts/default/744826139217363039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anotherlostmemory.blogspot.com/2009/04/mixed-signals.html' title='Mixed Signals'/><author><name>Leroy Ong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09319080956294905485</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2405693429940653462.post-637428724756508021</id><published>2009-03-23T18:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T18:24:19.819-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Things to do before i die</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YK8EDB1Ip9U/ScgykfUsG6I/AAAAAAAAAEg/gsdhcthGIX4/s1600-h/IMG_0349.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YK8EDB1Ip9U/ScgykfUsG6I/AAAAAAAAAEg/gsdhcthGIX4/s320/IMG_0349.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316554962575825826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coldplay was really awesome. Literally every song was awesome. Chris Martin is awesome. Will Champion is awesome. Jonny Buckland is awesome. Guy Berryman is awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My vocabulary is awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh, my only regret is not staying after the concert to linger with the band. Jonny gave out Coldplay picks :( Oh well!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really hope all those that couldnt make it for the concert due to exams or w/e the best of luck for your exams! And, by reading this you're signing a legally binding agreement to watch Coldplay with me the next time they come to Singapore. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If i had to chose a song, i'd say Yellow, Viva La Vida and The Scientist was the best last night. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chris Martin was sharing about how each member of his band was talented musically and each of them had a great voice, and all of them being friends, had a hard time choosing who was to be lead singer, "to take all the abuse, and drugs" according to Chris Martin, and the interesting part was apparently, they played a game of Monopoly, Chris Martin lost it, and that's how he became the lead singer. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some pictures! More on facebook. :) Reddish Clocks, Yellowish Yellow ^^, Pinkish Lovers in Japan(which was omg awesome btw) and emo The Scientist. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YK8EDB1Ip9U/Scgz9nk9s1I/AAAAAAAAAEo/5ukB2itY0Rg/s1600-h/IMG_0279.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YK8EDB1Ip9U/Scgz9nk9s1I/AAAAAAAAAEo/5ukB2itY0Rg/s320/IMG_0279.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316556493799928658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YK8EDB1Ip9U/Scg0PIqkjwI/AAAAAAAAAEw/zZw14wvL3f0/s1600-h/IMG_0283.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YK8EDB1Ip9U/Scg0PIqkjwI/AAAAAAAAAEw/zZw14wvL3f0/s320/IMG_0283.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316556794739592962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YK8EDB1Ip9U/Scg0eOUUvOI/AAAAAAAAAE4/I15e4jf3YZA/s1600-h/IMG_0285.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YK8EDB1Ip9U/Scg0eOUUvOI/AAAAAAAAAE4/I15e4jf3YZA/s320/IMG_0285.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316557053954931938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YK8EDB1Ip9U/Scg0yYggG_I/AAAAAAAAAFA/mckMImW1wNA/s1600-h/IMG_0335.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YK8EDB1Ip9U/Scg0yYggG_I/AAAAAAAAAFA/mckMImW1wNA/s320/IMG_0335.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316557400287747058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YK8EDB1Ip9U/Scg1i9MnM6I/AAAAAAAAAFI/Fw1CAeq-neU/s1600-h/IMG_0350.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YK8EDB1Ip9U/Scg1i9MnM6I/AAAAAAAAAFI/Fw1CAeq-neU/s320/IMG_0350.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316558234770158498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2405693429940653462-637428724756508021?l=anotherlostmemory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anotherlostmemory.blogspot.com/feeds/637428724756508021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2405693429940653462&amp;postID=637428724756508021' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2405693429940653462/posts/default/637428724756508021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2405693429940653462/posts/default/637428724756508021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anotherlostmemory.blogspot.com/2009/03/things-to-do-before-i-die.html' title='Things to do before i die'/><author><name>Leroy Ong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09319080956294905485</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YK8EDB1Ip9U/ScgykfUsG6I/AAAAAAAAAEg/gsdhcthGIX4/s72-c/IMG_0349.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2405693429940653462.post-7139527958674151911</id><published>2009-03-22T08:17:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T08:17:54.254-07:00</updated><title type='text'>: o</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Alex says:&lt;br /&gt; lol i know&lt;br /&gt; i was int he toilet&lt;br /&gt; when i read the papers&lt;br /&gt; I SCREAMED FOR &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;JOY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; seriously&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I believe you. Don't worry. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2405693429940653462-7139527958674151911?l=anotherlostmemory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anotherlostmemory.blogspot.com/feeds/7139527958674151911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2405693429940653462&amp;postID=7139527958674151911' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2405693429940653462/posts/default/7139527958674151911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2405693429940653462/posts/default/7139527958674151911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anotherlostmemory.blogspot.com/2009/03/o.html' title=': o'/><author><name>Leroy Ong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09319080956294905485</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2405693429940653462.post-5911670945242160868</id><published>2009-03-22T06:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T06:41:12.419-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Rants Of A Random Ranter</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Freak you JJ. If i can predict scorelines, i predict tonight Liverpool vs Aston Villa 1-0 to Aston Villa. Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holidays are slowly seeeeeping away. Much like my jellybean supply. I actually bought it as a gift, but heard little cries of "eat me!" coming from it. : | How does one resist such temptation?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While we're on the topic of Jellybeans, i think Cinnamon Jellybeans are a crime against Humanity. And the fact that they're red, to look like Strawberry, Raspberry Jam, and Peachie Pie makes it even more cruel. You pop it in your mouth expecting ever so tasty beans to melt and saturate your tastebuds, and get a mouth full of cinnamon instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're reading this, yes You The Jelly Bean Factory CEO, I am very very angry. In fact, i'll dedicate this post to you to show how angry I am at you. &gt; : (&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which reminds me of a joke Kenn made this morning before Service. That's right, we don't talk during Service. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hullo hullo, if you're reading this Mr Alex (Waking up for cell doesnt count) and Mr Edmund, service / church isnt the same without you. We/I miss your company!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Update : Gosh, Caribbean Coconut, Popcorn and Marshmallow flavors are just as bad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2405693429940653462-5911670945242160868?l=anotherlostmemory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anotherlostmemory.blogspot.com/feeds/5911670945242160868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2405693429940653462&amp;postID=5911670945242160868' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2405693429940653462/posts/default/5911670945242160868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2405693429940653462/posts/default/5911670945242160868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anotherlostmemory.blogspot.com/2009/03/random-rants-of-random-ranter.html' title='Random Rants Of A Random Ranter'/><author><name>Leroy Ong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09319080956294905485</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2405693429940653462.post-6293808691587873680</id><published>2009-03-21T09:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-21T09:13:39.614-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Okay. This is the part, where i stop watching the game, wake up in the morning and man utd will magically win.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh, depressing. Long tiring day, coming home to a paul scholes red card and 1-0 at HT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What could be worse? The skin on my feet is peeling off. : | Played barefoot at anfield today. Damn crazy weather.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YK8EDB1Ip9U/ScUQNK_x4uI/AAAAAAAAAEI/pvstYTBK_5s/s1600-h/IMG_0241.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YK8EDB1Ip9U/ScUQNK_x4uI/AAAAAAAAAEI/pvstYTBK_5s/s320/IMG_0241.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315672753656947426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Omg it's Fernando Torres aka El Homo. No one scores against man utd and get's away with it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh, another day of holidays gone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YK8EDB1Ip9U/ScURaZPjmyI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/-0RwtSIiy_s/s1600-h/IMG_0243.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YK8EDB1Ip9U/ScURaZPjmyI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/-0RwtSIiy_s/s320/IMG_0243.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315674080331143970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YK8EDB1Ip9U/ScURggIAqqI/AAAAAAAAAEY/ZBC_xj9DGeo/s1600-h/IMG_0244.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YK8EDB1Ip9U/ScURggIAqqI/AAAAAAAAAEY/ZBC_xj9DGeo/s320/IMG_0244.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315674185257757346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Kinda looks like a post-apolocalyptic photo of Anfield after a nuke went of or something. Weather was really cool today, first a freaking huge giant rainbow, and now post-apolocalyptic signs that show our doom. Yay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2405693429940653462-6293808691587873680?l=anotherlostmemory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anotherlostmemory.blogspot.com/feeds/6293808691587873680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2405693429940653462&amp;postID=6293808691587873680' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2405693429940653462/posts/default/6293808691587873680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2405693429940653462/posts/default/6293808691587873680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anotherlostmemory.blogspot.com/2009/03/okay.html' title=''/><author><name>Leroy Ong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09319080956294905485</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YK8EDB1Ip9U/ScUQNK_x4uI/AAAAAAAAAEI/pvstYTBK_5s/s72-c/IMG_0241.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2405693429940653462.post-1394317436812324816</id><published>2009-03-21T08:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-21T08:22:05.968-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sigh</title><content type='html'>1-0 down now. Scholes red card hand ball.&lt;br /&gt;Sigh hope my dream doesnt come true&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2405693429940653462-1394317436812324816?l=anotherlostmemory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anotherlostmemory.blogspot.com/feeds/1394317436812324816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2405693429940653462&amp;postID=1394317436812324816' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2405693429940653462/posts/default/1394317436812324816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2405693429940653462/posts/default/1394317436812324816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anotherlostmemory.blogspot.com/2009/03/sigh.html' title='Sigh'/><author><name>Leroy Ong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09319080956294905485</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2405693429940653462.post-1620661771433834661</id><published>2009-03-20T05:04:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T18:44:40.095-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Woot</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Manu vs Porto&lt;br /&gt;Villarell vs Arsenal&lt;br /&gt;Liverpool vs Chelsea&lt;br /&gt;Barcelona vs Bayern&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks JJ. Who needs goal.com and channel 23 when you can update me on MSN. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Liverpool vs Chelsea again ftw. UEFA must be having a laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Update : Managed to ninja the results by mail. Ninja Warrior ftw. Rawr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2405693429940653462-1620661771433834661?l=anotherlostmemory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anotherlostmemory.blogspot.com/feeds/1620661771433834661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2405693429940653462&amp;postID=1620661771433834661' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2405693429940653462/posts/default/1620661771433834661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2405693429940653462/posts/default/1620661771433834661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anotherlostmemory.blogspot.com/2009/03/woot.html' title='Woot'/><author><name>Leroy Ong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09319080956294905485</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2405693429940653462.post-8580700891867331737</id><published>2009-03-19T19:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T06:47:04.834-07:00</updated><title type='text'>nPAL isn't really that much a PAL.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I don't know, I usually wouldn't really make friends with a person/thing/website that always serves as either the devil's advocate, the harbinger of doom, or the bearer of my results.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, I'd like to say, SCREW ALL OF YOU WHO SENT ME SMS-ES THIS MORNING. (No offence) but whenever I received an SMS, I was just kinda really super duper worried it would be by nPAL friend giving me my results and trying to cause me to go in a cardiorespiratory and cardiopulmonary failure and make me die a slow/swift painful death. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;Thank you Grey's Anatomy and House.  On a side note, i've noticed that no one ever dies on House. Ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;The irony of it all, was that npal didnt even send the cursed SMS, because i forgot to renew my HP number with them this Sem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Results : Le Sigh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;table style="width: 426px; height: 192px;" class="studentInfo"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="vertical-align: top;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="studentInfoHeader" width="55%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;MODULE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;       &lt;td class="studentInfoHeader" width="8%" align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;CREDIT&lt;br /&gt;UNIT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;      &lt;td class="studentInfoHeader" width="5%"&gt;   &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td class="studentInfoHeader" width="12%" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;GRADE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;       &lt;td class="studentInfoHeader" width="10%"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ATTEMPT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/td&gt;    &lt;td class="studentInfoHeader" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;    &lt;/tr&gt;        &lt;tr valign="top"&gt;     &lt;td style="vertical-align: top;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;BUSINESS COMMUNICATION 1 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;4.00     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;           &lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;B&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;     1     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;           &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;/tr&gt;          &lt;tr valign="top"&gt;     &lt;td style="vertical-align: top;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;CREATIVITY AND APPLIED THINKING SKILLS &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;2.00     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;           &lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;     1     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;           &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;/tr&gt;          &lt;tr valign="top"&gt;     &lt;td style="vertical-align: top;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;IT IN BUSINESS &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;4.00     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;           &lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;C+&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;     1     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;           &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;/tr&gt;          &lt;tr valign="top"&gt;     &lt;td style="vertical-align: top;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;MICROECONOMICS &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;4.00     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;           &lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;D+&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;     1     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;           &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;/tr&gt;          &lt;tr valign="top"&gt;     &lt;td style="vertical-align: top;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ORG BEHAVIOUR FOR SERVICE EXCELLENCE &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;4.00     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;           &lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;B&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;     1     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;           &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;/tr&gt;          &lt;tr valign="top"&gt;     &lt;td style="vertical-align: top;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;PRINCIPLES OF ACCOUNTING &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;4.00     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;           &lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;C+&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;     2     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;           &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;/tr&gt;          &lt;tr valign="top"&gt;     &lt;td style="vertical-align: top;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;SPORTS AND WELLNESS &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;2.00     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;           &lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;PX&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;     1     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm. Biggest let down would be Econs. But really, thank you everone for helping me and putting up with my noobness. I'd say this has been an improvemnt i guess from last sem. But i really want to do well. Not just because of the family pressure or competition, but yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It really sucks when the rest of your family is so sucessiveful with the seas of lawyers and bankers in the family, and i'm the dude in Ngee Ann Poly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also think i shall go for lectures from next sem onwards. By some miracle i managed to achive those results without going for any lectures this sem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh. Okay Petrina, i shall try looting and stealing from lectures. Whatever that means. : p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alexander Bennedict Yan Yao Heng. I'll give you 5 dollars for everytime i Pon a lecture okay. MC's dont count. Screen shot this too, in case i edit it out when i regret it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NPAL just SMS-ed me asking me to go to NPAL to sign up for IS enrichment modules next sem. Sigh. Which again is kinda contradictionary and ironic seeing HOW THEY HAVE MY NUMBER IN THEIR DATABASE TO EVEN SEND STUPID SMS-ES ABOUT ENROLLMENT WHEN THEY CANT SMS ME REGARDING RESULTS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eddy says:&lt;br /&gt;you should have gone ac&lt;br /&gt;more chance to go uni&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, but thinking back. I don't think i'll study hard in AC? I guess? Not like i'm studying hard now..but aiya. It's just one of those mistakes that changes your entire life. To think I gave it up for a girl lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wishing the rest of you guys the very best of luck for your results!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2405693429940653462-8580700891867331737?l=anotherlostmemory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anotherlostmemory.blogspot.com/feeds/8580700891867331737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2405693429940653462&amp;postID=8580700891867331737' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2405693429940653462/posts/default/8580700891867331737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2405693429940653462/posts/default/8580700891867331737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anotherlostmemory.blogspot.com/2009/03/npal-isnt-really-that-much-pal.html' title='nPAL isn&apos;t really that much a PAL.'/><author><name>Leroy Ong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09319080956294905485</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2405693429940653462.post-914817438817633739</id><published>2009-03-17T19:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T19:31:15.453-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Rush of Blood to the Head</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You know that feeling, when you literally just wake up, and it's everything's fuzzy as you're trying to make sense of it all if you're awake or still dreaming. Well yeah. I find it annoying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up today dreaming of Man Utd vs Fulham, and man utd lost 3-1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jogging with Alden = Depressing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To do list&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Running shoes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ankle guard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Wake up early on friday to get results from mailbox&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damnit, I don't feel confident of my results all of a sudden.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Oh well, get well soon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2405693429940653462-914817438817633739?l=anotherlostmemory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anotherlostmemory.blogspot.com/feeds/914817438817633739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2405693429940653462&amp;postID=914817438817633739' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2405693429940653462/posts/default/914817438817633739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2405693429940653462/posts/default/914817438817633739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anotherlostmemory.blogspot.com/2009/03/rush-of-blood-to-head.html' title='A Rush of Blood to the Head'/><author><name>Leroy Ong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09319080956294905485</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2405693429940653462.post-3246366721787606926</id><published>2009-03-15T04:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T04:47:41.128-07:00</updated><title type='text'>When the Right is Wrong.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I had by standards an awesome day? But I still feel drained and depressed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretty sure it has something to do with Man Utd and Liverpool and the 4-1 scoreline.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hurhur. What a stupid excuse, feeling sad because of that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess it's true what they say when It's nothing but time and a face that you lose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Because you deserve so much more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2405693429940653462-3246366721787606926?l=anotherlostmemory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anotherlostmemory.blogspot.com/feeds/3246366721787606926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2405693429940653462&amp;postID=3246366721787606926' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2405693429940653462/posts/default/3246366721787606926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2405693429940653462/posts/default/3246366721787606926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anotherlostmemory.blogspot.com/2009/03/when-right-is-wrong.html' title='When the Right is Wrong.'/><author><name>Leroy Ong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09319080956294905485</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2405693429940653462.post-4143525899283089864</id><published>2009-03-12T01:09:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T01:13:57.571-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Day The Whole World Went Away</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="450" height="238"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.traileraddict.com/emd/9244"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.traileraddict.com/emd/9244" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" wmode="transparent" width="450" height="238" allowfullscreen="true"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Yet another thing to look forward to in may!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terminator 4 : Salvation on may 21st. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terminator's like one of my all time childhood favorite show. 2 was probably the best, 3 was entertaining but meh. And Sarah Connor Chronicles with Summer Glau is just yay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kinda early, but this year, all i want for Christmas is my own personal T-888 with Summer Glau's skin template. Just not Arnie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait for 14th March! Man Utd vs Liverpool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Title deciding match my ass!  Even if we should lose, we'll still win the Title. :) But, we'll probably win the match anyway :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2405693429940653462-4143525899283089864?l=anotherlostmemory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anotherlostmemory.blogspot.com/feeds/4143525899283089864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2405693429940653462&amp;postID=4143525899283089864' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2405693429940653462/posts/default/4143525899283089864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2405693429940653462/posts/default/4143525899283089864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anotherlostmemory.blogspot.com/2009/03/day-whole-world-went-away.html' title='The Day The Whole World Went Away'/><author><name>Leroy Ong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09319080956294905485</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2405693429940653462.post-4179739910619541790</id><published>2009-03-10T08:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T08:49:06.750-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Magical Unicorn</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Anyone know where to buy Magic Unicorns in Singapore?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2405693429940653462-4179739910619541790?l=anotherlostmemory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anotherlostmemory.blogspot.com/feeds/4179739910619541790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2405693429940653462&amp;postID=4179739910619541790' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2405693429940653462/posts/default/4179739910619541790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2405693429940653462/posts/default/4179739910619541790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anotherlostmemory.blogspot.com/2009/03/magical-unicorn.html' title='Magical Unicorn'/><author><name>Leroy Ong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09319080956294905485</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2405693429940653462.post-3577862017069950048</id><published>2009-03-05T04:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T04:31:36.367-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shiny</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I got through the entire day of today sitting on my desk, oblivious to a big white envelope with "ATTENTION: LEROY ONG PRIVATE &amp;amp; CONFIDENTIAL" on it. I'm not kidding about the caps either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When it finally got the attention it craved from shouting open me all day, i found the envelope already open. (Which I freaking hate, private and confidential my ass). So it turned out to be my shiny new Debit Card which i applied some time back. Which also means I'm screwed because my parents found out i applied for one. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the bright side it does have my name on it, making it really cool, and altogether unnecessary at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm. Rain check : 467 days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm rusty and i need a wing man. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note to self :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Activate card within 60 days, or it'll be terminated (By a Terminator i hope) and become a useless chunk of plastic with my name on it. Which doesn't sound so bad does it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Intercept NP Results by post from 20th March onwards to prevent Armageddon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Get smashed on substances again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2405693429940653462-3577862017069950048?l=anotherlostmemory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anotherlostmemory.blogspot.com/feeds/3577862017069950048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2405693429940653462&amp;postID=3577862017069950048' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2405693429940653462/posts/default/3577862017069950048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2405693429940653462/posts/default/3577862017069950048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anotherlostmemory.blogspot.com/2009/03/shiny.html' title='Shiny'/><author><name>Leroy Ong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09319080956294905485</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2405693429940653462.post-2778652700518831998</id><published>2009-03-02T01:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T01:05:36.790-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sigh @ You Pandora</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;When she opened it, all of the evils, ills, diseases, and burdensome labor that mankind had not known previously, escaped from the jar, but it is said, that at the very bottom of her box, there lay..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2405693429940653462-2778652700518831998?l=anotherlostmemory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anotherlostmemory.blogspot.com/feeds/2778652700518831998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2405693429940653462&amp;postID=2778652700518831998' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2405693429940653462/posts/default/2778652700518831998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2405693429940653462/posts/default/2778652700518831998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anotherlostmemory.blogspot.com/2009/03/sigh-you-pandora.html' title='Sigh @ You Pandora'/><author><name>Leroy Ong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09319080956294905485</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2405693429940653462.post-1172917791428030081</id><published>2009-02-26T10:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T10:02:45.852-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The path to Hell is paved with good intentions</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Well, exams are over.. But?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2405693429940653462-1172917791428030081?l=anotherlostmemory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anotherlostmemory.blogspot.com/feeds/1172917791428030081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2405693429940653462&amp;postID=1172917791428030081' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2405693429940653462/posts/default/1172917791428030081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2405693429940653462/posts/default/1172917791428030081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anotherlostmemory.blogspot.com/2009/02/path-to-hell-is-paved-with-good.html' title='The path to Hell is paved with good intentions'/><author><name>Leroy Ong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09319080956294905485</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2405693429940653462.post-1646250628813912581</id><published>2009-02-24T22:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T22:42:49.323-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Operation : The wheels of a bus go lololol</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;With two papers down and one to go. Will Leroy succeed in destroying the evil ITB paper of doom with a obscenely high 60% weightage? Will Leroy enjoy his holidays? Will i eat a tuna sandwich now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, probably not, and definitely yes on tuna. Like they say, there's more to live in life then just profits and results. Things like tuna. And slurpees. And giant cupcakes of doom bent on destroying the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Speaking of doom, I felt Man Utd deserved to win against Inter Milan. Not only did I waste my time studying till 3:45AM to give an excuse to watch the match, another 2 hours of watching the match, Man Utd actually did play well in the first half. Esp Ronaldo, which was rather su&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;rprising. Given his form in EPL this season. And I think Carrick is a diver. Sort of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PoA today was do-able, and hopefully passable. The whole incident about Alex and waking up at 9 to see my facebook status thing was pretty amusing. But really, wow. If not fo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;r that, gg@u.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried my luck today of brining in my iPhone as a calculator. Didn't work out very well. Did manage to get a few pictures though. lol. *never seen before footage of our examinations*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YK8EDB1Ip9U/SaToHQuHOJI/AAAAAAAAAD4/7imNtOPB1WA/s1600-h/IMG_0131.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YK8EDB1Ip9U/SaToHQuHOJI/AAAAAAAAAD4/7imNtOPB1WA/s320/IMG_0131.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306621472394393746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YK8EDB1Ip9U/SaToRQap4-I/AAAAAAAAAEA/yIVxAZ9BjBQ/s1600-h/IMG_0132.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YK8EDB1Ip9U/SaToRQap4-I/AAAAAAAAAEA/yIVxAZ9BjBQ/s320/IMG_0132.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306621644111471586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2405693429940653462-1646250628813912581?l=anotherlostmemory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anotherlostmemory.blogspot.com/feeds/1646250628813912581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2405693429940653462&amp;postID=1646250628813912581' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2405693429940653462/posts/default/1646250628813912581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2405693429940653462/posts/default/1646250628813912581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anotherlostmemory.blogspot.com/2009/02/operation-wheels-of-bus-go-lololol.html' title='Operation : The wheels of a bus go lololol'/><author><name>Leroy Ong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09319080956294905485</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YK8EDB1Ip9U/SaToHQuHOJI/AAAAAAAAAD4/7imNtOPB1WA/s72-c/IMG_0131.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2405693429940653462.post-6674456277872063339</id><published>2009-02-23T22:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T22:50:08.743-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Heard this song online, and I realized how much i missed it from a child : | Which makes me wonder why i was listening to emo songs as a kid. I blame my parents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sFoYb-TFl-M"&gt;The End Of The World&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why does the sun go on shining&lt;br /&gt;Why does the sea rush to shore&lt;br /&gt;Don't they know it's the end of the world&lt;br /&gt;'Cause you don't love me any more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do the birds go on singing&lt;br /&gt;Why do the stars glow above&lt;br /&gt;Don't they know it's the end of the world&lt;br /&gt;It ended when I lost your love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wake up in the morning and I wonder&lt;br /&gt;Why everything's the same as it was&lt;br /&gt;I can't understand, no, I can't understand&lt;br /&gt;How life goes on the way it does&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why does my heart go on beating&lt;br /&gt;Why do these eyes of mine cry&lt;br /&gt;Don't they know it's the end of the world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It ended when you said goodbye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;!--Artist: Skeeter Davis--&gt; &lt;!--Song: End Of The World--&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2405693429940653462-6674456277872063339?l=anotherlostmemory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anotherlostmemory.blogspot.com/feeds/6674456277872063339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2405693429940653462&amp;postID=6674456277872063339' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2405693429940653462/posts/default/6674456277872063339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2405693429940653462/posts/default/6674456277872063339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anotherlostmemory.blogspot.com/2009/02/heard-this-song-online-and-i-realized.html' title=''/><author><name>Leroy Ong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09319080956294905485</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2405693429940653462.post-2196883028451664308</id><published>2009-02-23T06:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T06:35:30.733-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm....happy. That's bad. I'm never happy lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2405693429940653462-2196883028451664308?l=anotherlostmemory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anotherlostmemory.blogspot.com/feeds/2196883028451664308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2405693429940653462&amp;postID=2196883028451664308' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2405693429940653462/posts/default/2196883028451664308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2405693429940653462/posts/default/2196883028451664308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anotherlostmemory.blogspot.com/2009/02/im.html' title=''/><author><name>Leroy Ong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09319080956294905485</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2405693429940653462.post-800910837674676184</id><published>2009-02-22T04:28:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T04:40:23.532-08:00</updated><title type='text'>lolwut?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This time next week, I'll be happy and carefree. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(Until my results come back)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'll honestly be quite surprised if I don't fail anything this semester. Yes, i'll be happy too. But yeah. I think i have the lowest Lecture/Tutorial Attendance rate for any first year student in Business Studies. (Thanks Alex for helping me tap card the entire sem, i appreciate it/you more than you ever know &lt;3)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also think buying textbooks are a waste of money. I haven't bought any for the past year except Law, which was freaking useless, and is still with Alex somewhere in the debts of his home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also realized that Rammstein is actually a very very good band to study to. Probably because they drown out any noise you can possibly imagine and they sing in German. That way, i don't have to focus on the lyrics and can devote my much needed and treasured attention to the loves of my life. Econs, PoA, and ITB. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(Until next week)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;Sigh, why'd she have to pick the turtle. Turtle's aren't cute. They're green, and have elongated necks and hard shells. Sigh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2405693429940653462-800910837674676184?l=anotherlostmemory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anotherlostmemory.blogspot.com/feeds/800910837674676184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2405693429940653462&amp;postID=800910837674676184' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2405693429940653462/posts/default/800910837674676184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2405693429940653462/posts/default/800910837674676184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anotherlostmemory.blogspot.com/2009/02/lolwut.html' title='lolwut?'/><author><name>Leroy Ong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09319080956294905485</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2405693429940653462.post-7226206200701624047</id><published>2009-02-18T17:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T18:03:47.948-08:00</updated><title type='text'>No, screw you back MoE</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So lately everyone's been passing around that HWZ link for poly students, showing the required GPA for entering those courses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To those people that go like "Oh 3.9 GPA is no kick, i have 4.0" Well sincerely, from the bottom of my heart, screw you too. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Granted my lecture attendance for every module combined this semester is countable with one hand with multiple finger amputations&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; I would still like to think I put in effort in my work. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I should have gone overseas in Sec 3 when I had the chance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall now go watch Yes Man and enjoy every frame of it in silent defiance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D'oh, opportunity cost. Damn you econs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/bite rawr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2405693429940653462-7226206200701624047?l=anotherlostmemory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anotherlostmemory.blogspot.com/feeds/7226206200701624047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2405693429940653462&amp;postID=7226206200701624047' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2405693429940653462/posts/default/7226206200701624047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2405693429940653462/posts/default/7226206200701624047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anotherlostmemory.blogspot.com/2009/02/no-screw-you-back-moe.html' title='No, screw you back MoE'/><author><name>Leroy Ong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09319080956294905485</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2405693429940653462.post-4573324182682451246</id><published>2009-02-15T23:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T23:54:07.193-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Money Money Money</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Must be funny. &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;In the rich man's world. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I've been spending a tad too much recently. Retail Therapy ftw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;iPhone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;T90 Laser II Boots&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YK8EDB1Ip9U/SZkYc2kZMyI/AAAAAAAAADo/0mvTCeJiHjk/s1600-h/IMG_0123.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 311px; height: 233px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YK8EDB1Ip9U/SZkYc2kZMyI/AAAAAAAAADo/0mvTCeJiHjk/s320/IMG_0123.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303296920169034530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coldplay Concert Tickets&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YK8EDB1Ip9U/SZkYpity9vI/AAAAAAAAADw/kNTOroMT47E/s1600-h/IMG_0122.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YK8EDB1Ip9U/SZkYpity9vI/AAAAAAAAADw/kNTOroMT47E/s320/IMG_0122.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303297138178062066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mannnn. I spent like almost 3 hours in the polyclinic today. Crazy stupid waiting time. Monday blues, so many people were there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And seriously, whoever bought Coldplay tickets online is just evil. 1 hour advantage before everyone else. Samantha and I were like "wth" when the 158 category was only left with single seats by 9.30AM, a good 30 minutes before the tickets were open  for purchasing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also think i talked too much too the lady selling the tickets. : | Was asking too much about the tickets, i think i talk alot when i'm stressed. Samantha had to type "STOP TALKING TO HER LA" on her phone lol. Finally booked the tickets. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Songs i &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;demand/want&lt;/span&gt; Chris Martin to sing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The Scientist&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;In My Place&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Politik&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Viva la Vida&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;42&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Lost&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Yellow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;A Rush of Blood To The Head&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Till Kingdom Come&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Fix You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Everything's Not Lost&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Amsterdam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Clocks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The Scientist&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The Scientist&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The Scientist&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Did I mention The Scientist? : |&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23rd March! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2405693429940653462-4573324182682451246?l=anotherlostmemory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anotherlostmemory.blogspot.com/feeds/4573324182682451246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2405693429940653462&amp;postID=4573324182682451246' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2405693429940653462/posts/default/4573324182682451246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2405693429940653462/posts/default/4573324182682451246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anotherlostmemory.blogspot.com/2009/02/money-money-money.html' title='Money Money Money'/><author><name>Leroy Ong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09319080956294905485</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YK8EDB1Ip9U/SZkYc2kZMyI/AAAAAAAAADo/0mvTCeJiHjk/s72-c/IMG_0123.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2405693429940653462.post-8637781977990071391</id><published>2009-02-12T00:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T00:59:04.393-08:00</updated><title type='text'>They Don't Speak As Loud As My Heart</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;COLDPLAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;is coming to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SINGAPORE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Gosh! Finally! I've really wanted to go for their Twisted Logic Tour and performance in Singapore in 2006, but money and time were really big bitches then! (still are)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really happy and psyched about it.&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2405693429940653462-8637781977990071391?l=anotherlostmemory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anotherlostmemory.blogspot.com/feeds/8637781977990071391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2405693429940653462&amp;postID=8637781977990071391' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2405693429940653462/posts/default/8637781977990071391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2405693429940653462/posts/default/8637781977990071391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anotherlostmemory.blogspot.com/2009/02/they-dont-speak-as-loud-as-my-heart.html' title='They Don&apos;t Speak As Loud As My Heart'/><author><name>Leroy Ong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09319080956294905485</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2405693429940653462.post-2529891672785590349</id><published>2009-02-03T04:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T04:13:32.254-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Look how they shine for you</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Hello you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really like going on hiatus's for really long extended periods of time. That way when i come back and review my old posts, i notice nothing's really changed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Main reason why I haven't been blogging for so long is that I really don't find anything worth blogging about. Not that I'm feeling sorry for myself that life has been mundane and full of shit, but rather that not only it wastes my time writing mundane nonsense, it also wastes the time of my dear ever so dedicated readers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what's changed?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It's now 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I finally own a Silverburst Les Paul &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I finally own a iPhone 3G.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Quite literally everything else is the same.&lt;br /&gt;Pathetic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2405693429940653462-2529891672785590349?l=anotherlostmemory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anotherlostmemory.blogspot.com/feeds/2529891672785590349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2405693429940653462&amp;postID=2529891672785590349' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2405693429940653462/posts/default/2529891672785590349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2405693429940653462/posts/default/2529891672785590349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anotherlostmemory.blogspot.com/2009/02/look-how-they-shine-for-you.html' title='Look how they shine for you'/><author><name>Leroy Ong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09319080956294905485</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2405693429940653462.post-6313438896834475816</id><published>2008-06-15T07:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-15T07:39:16.774-07:00</updated><title type='text'>EPIC FAIL</title><content type='html'>Hmm..And i quote from Alden " Crash and Burn"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aye. UNDER 18 MY ASS LOL. Freaking 25 year olds playing in the competition also. Using swear words like punctuation, no sense of sportsman ship whatsoever. Oh well. I really think everyone but me really really really did a good job today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ONE Camp tomorrow. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Lord, I know you'll work things out for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2405693429940653462-6313438896834475816?l=anotherlostmemory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anotherlostmemory.blogspot.com/feeds/6313438896834475816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2405693429940653462&amp;postID=6313438896834475816' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2405693429940653462/posts/default/6313438896834475816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2405693429940653462/posts/default/6313438896834475816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anotherlostmemory.blogspot.com/2008/06/epic-fail.html' title='EPIC FAIL'/><author><name>Leroy Ong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09319080956294905485</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2405693429940653462.post-116508701532494357</id><published>2008-06-08T22:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-08T22:17:20.960-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MIA</title><content type='html'>Havent been updating lately due to hectic schedule *excuse*, anyway, decided to go for my class chalet after all. 3 days more of not updating (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tag Replies &lt;br /&gt;Mund: I'm lazy leh how lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SL : Black pervert tsk tsk. ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jarold : hi lol :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jasmine : Aye, i hope you die too yeah? Then you can give me your iPod Touch, Wii, and your brother's Seymour Duncan pickups. &lt;3 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off for chalet!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2405693429940653462-116508701532494357?l=anotherlostmemory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anotherlostmemory.blogspot.com/feeds/116508701532494357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2405693429940653462&amp;postID=116508701532494357' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2405693429940653462/posts/default/116508701532494357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2405693429940653462/posts/default/116508701532494357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anotherlostmemory.blogspot.com/2008/06/mia.html' title='MIA'/><author><name>Leroy Ong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09319080956294905485</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2405693429940653462.post-4817084777051527783</id><published>2008-06-04T08:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T18:14:31.237-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Great day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;table style="width: 320px; border: 1px solid gray; font: normal 12px arial, verdana, sans-serif; background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" style="background: white; color: black; padding: 5px;"&gt;&lt;b style="font: bold 20px 'Times New Roman', serif; display: block; margin-bottom: 8px;"&gt;How will I die?&lt;/b&gt; &lt;div style="font-size: 16px; margin-bottom: 4px;"&gt;Your Result: &lt;b&gt;You will die in a nuclear holocaust.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="width: 200px; background: white; border: 1px solid black;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 77%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 10px; border: none; background: white; color: black;"&gt;The country responsible will be an unexpected one.  I hope that you will be close to the epicenter of the explosion.  Radiation is terrible.  Your death, however, will always be remembered.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="color: black; background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;You will die in a car accident.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 100px; background: white; border: 1px solid black; margin-top: 4px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 68%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="color: black; background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;You will die while saving someone's life.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 100px; background: white; border: 1px solid black; margin-top: 4px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 54%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="color: black; background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;You will be murdered.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 100px; background: white; border: 1px solid black; margin-top: 4px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 46%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="color: black; background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;You will die of boredom.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 100px; background: white; border: 1px solid black; margin-top: 4px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 46%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="color: black; background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;You will die from a terminal illness.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 100px; background: white; border: 1px solid black; margin-top: 4px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 45%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="color: black; background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;You will die while having sex.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 100px; background: white; border: 1px solid black; margin-top: 4px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 41%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="color: black; background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;You will die in your sleep.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 100px; background: white; border: 1px solid black; margin-top: 4px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 36%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" style="text-align: center; padding: 8px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.gotoquiz.com/how_will_i_die"&gt;&lt;b&gt;How will I die?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.gotoquiz.com/"&gt;Create a Quiz&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol? I always wanted to know how i would die :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aye, today was by far one of the best days i've had in a LONG LONG LONG LONG time. Even though i have common test tomorrow. But hell, screw Law. lol. I think i'm gonna fail Hah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My day started off well with Jasmine coming over around 11:30. (30 mins late, hehe) Really fun~ Jammed and messed around till around 1+. Aye she brought Ba Zhang that she and her mum made. Haha. Not bad leh haha. Tasted great. Apparently we have the common dislike for walnuts in our dumplings. lol. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took a half and hour bus ride with her to Queensway Shopping Center. Where we collected my Team's new Jersey, and we met Justin haha. Justin was like craving for the Katong Laksa thingy downstairs so had to humour him and sit there and watch him eat :p &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went Mac's to study, which honestly wasnt exactly very very productive. lol. Oh well. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Around 4+ We left Macs and took bus. Justin went home and Jamsine and i took 14, i dropped at dover and she went home~ Pang seh. nvr go bbq. lol. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aye soccer today at Anfield was phenomenal. I scored a goal! There was like this time i got through the whole defense also. Jerome praised me man. That kinda means alot to me haha. Everyone was like wah leroy on fire today. Man that felt great. I wanna like train more and get on his level man. Be it 5 years down the road or anything. One day! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a BBQ Party for Zack Joel Halls today. BBQ was really fun with everyone there lol. Good food, good company, good view. *COUGH* lolol. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Swimming after that, and we pushed azan into the pool with his shirt still on. GG, best part is that he was wearing his argentina jersey lol. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Played CTF in the pool. Then took a cab with Alden home. Aye, good times. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YK8EDB1Ip9U/SEa5_XWYifI/AAAAAAAAABM/2nB1r6qy10o/s1600-h/DSC00222.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YK8EDB1Ip9U/SEa5_XWYifI/AAAAAAAAABM/2nB1r6qy10o/s320/DSC00222.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208054517351352818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YK8EDB1Ip9U/SEa5_nWYigI/AAAAAAAAABU/VB4L3StrjUc/s1600-h/DSC00228.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YK8EDB1Ip9U/SEa5_nWYigI/AAAAAAAAABU/VB4L3StrjUc/s320/DSC00228.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208054521646320130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YK8EDB1Ip9U/SEa5_3WYihI/AAAAAAAAABc/8PKq-PgnPJs/s1600-h/04062008(007).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YK8EDB1Ip9U/SEa5_3WYihI/AAAAAAAAABc/8PKq-PgnPJs/s320/04062008(007).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208054525941287442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YK8EDB1Ip9U/SEa6AHWYiiI/AAAAAAAAABk/xMGV2E6Lgi4/s1600-h/04062008(016).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YK8EDB1Ip9U/SEa6AHWYiiI/AAAAAAAAABk/xMGV2E6Lgi4/s320/04062008(016).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208054530236254754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YK8EDB1Ip9U/SEa6AXWYijI/AAAAAAAAABs/dpSJEznCo9c/s1600-h/DSC00229.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YK8EDB1Ip9U/SEa6AXWYijI/AAAAAAAAABs/dpSJEznCo9c/s320/DSC00229.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208054534531222066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2405693429940653462-4817084777051527783?l=anotherlostmemory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anotherlostmemory.blogspot.com/feeds/4817084777051527783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2405693429940653462&amp;postID=4817084777051527783' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2405693429940653462/posts/default/4817084777051527783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2405693429940653462/posts/default/4817084777051527783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anotherlostmemory.blogspot.com/2008/06/great-day.html' title='Great day!'/><author><name>Leroy Ong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09319080956294905485</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YK8EDB1Ip9U/SEa5_XWYifI/AAAAAAAAABM/2nB1r6qy10o/s72-c/DSC00222.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2405693429940653462.post-5317808390587103008</id><published>2008-06-03T05:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T18:14:31.831-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ties that bind</title><content type='html'>Hello World.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol i woke up this morning to the sound of heavy machinery and knocking outside my window. I was like WTH when i saw this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YK8EDB1Ip9U/SEU6ynWYidI/AAAAAAAAAA8/VudniMHq52A/s1600-h/Image011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YK8EDB1Ip9U/SEU6ynWYidI/AAAAAAAAAA8/VudniMHq52A/s320/Image011.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207633185354582482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently there were construction workers outside my window painting the wall lol. Cool man. And i live on the 15th Story. My first reaction was like. OMG I'M GETTING ROBBED. Then i realised robbers dont use scaffolds. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aye, MacroEcons test was pretty good, considering how i slept at 3AM the night before the test playing Run Kitty Run, Dota, and TAK Paintball. Rofl. Amar and I were like OMG SHIT LEROY WE'RE SCREWED FOR TOMORROW. FAIL TOGETHER K? Haha. Aye, i think i can pull of at least maybe a 70/100. Hopefully. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm..law test on Thursday. Gonna be really hard. Stupid LAC formats.. Gosh i hope i pass &gt;&lt; &lt;a&gt; &lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YK8EDB1Ip9U/SEU5kXWYicI/AAAAAAAAAA0/KlAN6E2XtxQ/s320/Image008.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207631841029818818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Aye i managed to do that heart shape shadow thing i keep seeing here and there. Kinda cool. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YK8EDB1Ip9U/SEU7ZnWYieI/AAAAAAAAABE/imErOxcCZnc/s1600-h/Image010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YK8EDB1Ip9U/SEU7ZnWYieI/AAAAAAAAABE/imErOxcCZnc/s320/Image010.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207633855369480674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Aye view from my house at night. Gotta love silence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Thanks for reading. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2405693429940653462-5317808390587103008?l=anotherlostmemory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anotherlostmemory.blogspot.com/feeds/5317808390587103008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2405693429940653462&amp;postID=5317808390587103008' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2405693429940653462/posts/default/5317808390587103008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2405693429940653462/posts/default/5317808390587103008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anotherlostmemory.blogspot.com/2008/06/ties-that-bind.html' title='Ties that bind'/><author><name>Leroy Ong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09319080956294905485</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YK8EDB1Ip9U/SEU6ynWYidI/AAAAAAAAAA8/VudniMHq52A/s72-c/Image011.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2405693429940653462.post-8662128961268515705</id><published>2008-05-31T04:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T18:14:32.120-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Inebriated with nonchalance</title><content type='html'>Had my first POA common test today. Hmm...lucky i did the sample paper in the morning. I'm pretty confident i can pass (i think) lol@contradiction. Hmm..stupid account didn't balance. Was super shocked to see people actually requesting to leave early.. so.. either they are super smart, or just gave up on the paper. The latter i hope &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kinda fell asleep during the test abit, was super uber tired and sleepy, slept quite late last night.. thanks to Keren. :p Aye Congrats on BM yeah? Something i always wanted and never could get! haha. See? I told you like from dunno since when that you'll be BM, or i'll make them make you BM. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Sigh i hate to admit Elaine Lim was right, but i do indeed miss Fairfield. The people at least.. 4C, band, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt;.. hah. But looking back, it was more of these kind of friendships that really make me miss band now. ._. Thank God i didn't go AC. All for the wrong reasons anyway. Ngee Ann's really different in a good way. The people, culture, food (mm), it's about time i made new friends anyway. Not that saying 10 years in Fairfield wasnt bad. Haha. Oh well. I promise i'll visit soon.  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YK8EDB1Ip9U/SEE-93WYibI/AAAAAAAAAAs/ahgzOlsErU0/s1600-h/Image018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YK8EDB1Ip9U/SEE-93WYibI/AAAAAAAAAAs/ahgzOlsErU0/s320/Image018.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206511876767779250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Not a soul in sight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Stop and smell the roses. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2405693429940653462-8662128961268515705?l=anotherlostmemory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anotherlostmemory.blogspot.com/feeds/8662128961268515705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2405693429940653462&amp;postID=8662128961268515705' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2405693429940653462/posts/default/8662128961268515705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2405693429940653462/posts/default/8662128961268515705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anotherlostmemory.blogspot.com/2008/05/inebriated-with-nonchalance.html' title='Inebriated with nonchalance'/><author><name>Leroy Ong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09319080956294905485</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YK8EDB1Ip9U/SEE-93WYibI/AAAAAAAAAAs/ahgzOlsErU0/s72-c/Image018.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2405693429940653462.post-6877095888102573342</id><published>2008-05-30T04:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T18:14:34.483-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mmm.</title><content type='html'>Alas, all good things come to an end?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E-Learning week. Haha. Well... E-Learning week wasn't THAT great.. but aye, much deserved rest. : p Had LMS today at 8-10am. Last session Ester Chin had with us, so she baked us cookies the night before. ._. so sweet haha. I never had a teacher bake me anything before. Ever! Except...F&amp;amp;N which doesn't really count. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally took my E-Learning quizzes for DSS, and POA.&lt;br /&gt;DSS = 90/100&lt;br /&gt;POA = 42.5/50&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sure, there are issues regarding the questionable legality and means of getting the answers, but hey.. i guess that's life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to the Library to study after LMS. Honestly it wasnt that productive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YK8EDB1Ip9U/SD_p-HWYiYI/AAAAAAAAAAU/D7jQ9nEkhQg/s1600-h/Aaa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YK8EDB1Ip9U/SD_p-HWYiYI/AAAAAAAAAAU/D7jQ9nEkhQg/s320/Aaa.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206136947597674882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and no, i do not read men's health. lol.  Irsyad busy gaming behind me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We left for Alex's house to get the soccer competition form and submit it to the organizers, i'm quite proud of myself, managed to forge all the 6 signatures for my team. The woman at the counter didnt even notice. Whoo-hoo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to anfield after that, but no one was playing. : \&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We DID manage to find a Korean creature called Young Su, which claims that LG and Samsung owns any other HP in the market ._. Aye, he's damn cute lah haha. One of the rare moments that i wished i had a sibling to bully. Apparently his family is still in Korea.. only his mum and bro Daniel are in Singapore. Gotta suck being in a foreign land. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YK8EDB1Ip9U/SD_r03WYiaI/AAAAAAAAAAk/03Nm3xgY6gg/s1600-h/A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YK8EDB1Ip9U/SD_r03WYiaI/AAAAAAAAAAk/03Nm3xgY6gg/s320/A.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206138987707140514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YK8EDB1Ip9U/SD_rfHWYiZI/AAAAAAAAAAc/UPjKTlzLTyM/s1600-h/B.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YK8EDB1Ip9U/SD_rfHWYiZI/AAAAAAAAAAc/UPjKTlzLTyM/s320/B.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206138614044985746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Camera Shy lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aye POA Common Test tomorrow and i'm super not prepared. Wish me luck guys. I'll need it. x_x.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2405693429940653462-6877095888102573342?l=anotherlostmemory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anotherlostmemory.blogspot.com/feeds/6877095888102573342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2405693429940653462&amp;postID=6877095888102573342' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2405693429940653462/posts/default/6877095888102573342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2405693429940653462/posts/default/6877095888102573342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anotherlostmemory.blogspot.com/2008/05/mmm.html' title='Mmm.'/><author><name>Leroy Ong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09319080956294905485</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YK8EDB1Ip9U/SD_p-HWYiYI/AAAAAAAAAAU/D7jQ9nEkhQg/s72-c/Aaa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2405693429940653462.post-3547416612291839314</id><published>2008-05-27T19:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T18:14:34.678-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Eeeeeeeeeeeeeee-Learning week</title><content type='html'>Okay, to be honest, i havent logged into Mel once this week lol. Gonna do my first assignment today i think/hope/wish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Omgomg, i watched both season finales for CSI NY and CSI Miami this morning. Both cliffhangers..argh. Horatio died? omogmogmogmogmogogmogmogmomg. The stupid bank robber lied to Mac? omgomgomgomgomgogmomgomg. Sigh..have to wait till September. Damn you Fox network!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was alright i guess. Went to Wisma to collect my laptop, apparently they "solved" the problem. Bleh bullshit. Oh well. Went to HG's house after that, started raining cats and dogs then so we decided to use HG's brand new MioTV thingy and watch a free movie, Garfield. I fell asleep. Mm..couch, comfy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aye managed to convince the guys to go down for soccer in the rain, ended up in the Multi-Story carpark playing 1 on 1 tackling  and "Squash" with the ball. Quite fun i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Anfield to play awhile. Mm..sexy shoes. (Silver Adidas Preds ftw)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YK8EDB1Ip9U/SDzJjXWYiXI/AAAAAAAAAAM/UTzAXlzNjcM/s1600-h/shoes+edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YK8EDB1Ip9U/SDzJjXWYiXI/AAAAAAAAAAM/UTzAXlzNjcM/s320/shoes+edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205256878733953394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2405693429940653462-3547416612291839314?l=anotherlostmemory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anotherlostmemory.blogspot.com/feeds/3547416612291839314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2405693429940653462&amp;postID=3547416612291839314' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2405693429940653462/posts/default/3547416612291839314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2405693429940653462/posts/default/3547416612291839314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anotherlostmemory.blogspot.com/2008/05/eeeeeeeeeeeeeee-learning-week.html' title='Eeeeeeeeeeeeeee-Learning week'/><author><name>Leroy Ong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09319080956294905485</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YK8EDB1Ip9U/SDzJjXWYiXI/AAAAAAAAAAM/UTzAXlzNjcM/s72-c/shoes+edited.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2405693429940653462.post-2529957951308215270</id><published>2008-05-26T07:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-26T08:20:11.845-07:00</updated><title type='text'>First post</title><content type='html'>Well, it's been a long time since i blogged, last blog being a joint blog with Constance. Which kinda speaks for itself on why i stopped blogging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week was great. With the UEFA Cup Finals, and Hillsong Concert.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E-Learning week this week! Ironically my laptop is being serviced right now, and I'm too lazy to log into Mel with this computer. I guess i'll just use that excuse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day started off fine i guess. Woke up to an empty home, and stomach. Made breakfast, watched Harold and Kumar number 1 again, then went to Clementi for lunch with Jasmine. *cough* late *cough* Worse dumpling noodles ever! As if dropping one dumpling on the floor, and staining my t shirt in the process wasn't bad enough, the noodles had to taste bad to make things worse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to HG's house after that, and played Dota and watch PES. I swear, William is one of the weirdest PES players I've seen. Ever. He was like Man United vs China on Easy one star difficulty, and would scream for joy like there was no tomorrow, for every goal he scored. Which was...kinda like 30-0 at full time. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soccer at anfield! First time i was chosen as the first player by Alden &lt;3 Think i kinda made it up for it with that wonderful own goal i scored. ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh on our way back home, we saw alot of FMSS-ACJC-ians. They were all like Hi Alden! Hi leroy! etc etc, and only i said hi lol. There was this Girl that asked Alden like, "Hey what are you doing here?" like 3 times. Alden didnt even reply once LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aye that's about it for today. lol.. kinda boring i know. Oh well. Thanks for reading.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2405693429940653462-2529957951308215270?l=anotherlostmemory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anotherlostmemory.blogspot.com/feeds/2529957951308215270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2405693429940653462&amp;postID=2529957951308215270' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2405693429940653462/posts/default/2529957951308215270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2405693429940653462/posts/default/2529957951308215270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anotherlostmemory.blogspot.com/2008/05/first-post.html' title='First post'/><author><name>Leroy Ong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09319080956294905485</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
